1. Anal Beauty


    Date: 7/21/2015, Categories: Anal, Author: Poppet, Rating: 23, Source: LushStories

    model. I'm more a natural woman with curves on my body where the curves should be. I know my man loves me just as I am. I snap my boy shorts, the elastic band making contact with my skin, before I slide them off my rounded ass. He offers his hand so I can step into the water. The heat is welcomed and I let out a soft sigh as I sink into it. Leaning my back against his chest, just in time to feel him brush my hair out of the way and bathe my neck in soft kisses. The sensual feel of his lips on my skin cause a tingle in my core that grows deeper with each passing kiss. I sigh as his hands slide up and under my globes, cupping them underneath in his palms. His fingers run over my nipples, sending chills of excitement racing through my belly. For several minutes, we lie there in a quiet state while he absently fondles my breasts. When he moves to grab the body wash, he starts with my back. He washes me slowly, taking care of every square inch of my flesh. Reaching around, he pays special attention between my legs, his fingers grazing over my clit. My head lulls back, giving him greater access to my neck. He kisses and bites on it, and my moans fill the room. When he is done with me, I turn to face him and begin doing the same with him. I start with his hair. I love running my fingers through his thick mane. He keeps it a little longer, just for me. Using the loofah, I wash his chest and stomach. Dipping it down into the water, and brushing it along his flaccid manhood. It causes ...
    him to stir ever so slightly. I begin to stroke him to life, feeling the powerful thickness he beholds. I bite my bottom lip. The strength he has in just his cock makes me ache. I love when he abuses my pussy with his powerful tool. I pull the plug to the water and we both stand. I begin to rinse off the soap that lingers on his skin. I allow my fingers to roam over his body. Travis has a more slender build than I, due to all the basketball he played in high school and college. He still plays every Sunday afternoon with a group of friends. When he is soap free, I kneel in front of him, allowing the water to rush over me. I take his rapidly stiffening member into my hand as I lick my lips. I don't even need to look up at him, I know he is watching me. I can feel his eyes locked on me. My mouth moves closer to him, placing a single kiss on his cock. I wiggle my tongue and circle it around his meat. Going slowly, I build the suspense by taking him only an inch at a time. My lips wrapping tightly around him once I have all of him inside my mouth. He lets out a deep groan as I begin to suck on him. My pace starts out relatively slow, the passion of love making with my mouth on his cock. Travis slides his hands into my hair, rocking his hips to my movements. When he is deep in my throat, I moan deeply, feeling his fingers tighten in my hair. Even with the water rushing down over my head as I suck on him, I can hear his moans. The echoing of water pounding and his moans grow louder. ...
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